The woman with my twin babies in her belly ran. Again.
I want to chase her and tie her to the bed. Again.
I’ll make sure she enjoys it.
Truth is, I feel more and more like a caveman every day I go without seeing her face.
This sh#t’s instinctual.
She’s carrying my babies. So I want her in my cave.
I want to go hunt sh#t, kill it, and wrap her in my furs.
I’m trying to be a better man, though. To like… listen and s#it. Do things the right way.
Not sure it’s in my nature.
But I’ll do whatever it takes to bring my woman home.